You are my first. Well, technically I guess that's not true. I've lived in many before you, a few that I even thought I loved, but as with any true, first love, I later came to realize that the ones that came before you were cheap imitations of the real thing.
Those other houses were important and necessary. They taught me what I did and didn't want. They hold special memories and taught me how to recognize true love when I finally found it. Or when you finally found me, for I'm sure it was not an accident that we ended up together, but serendipity. You, dear home, with your sloping floors, bathrooms and kitchen in need of remodeling, wonky woodwork, small rooms, lack of storage, cozy nooks and charming front porch are the one I will never forget.
You are the one who taught me who I really am. The one I hope to spend all of my forevers with. The one who will live in my heart forever as the houses that came before you fade into blurry memories.
You are my one, true home.
Awesome!
ReplyDeletei love this
ReplyDeleteI envy you. After many, many homes I still have not found my one true love....
ReplyDeleteAw! This is such a sweet letter and tribute to your home. I love it! And I feel that way about our current home. We reared our girls in it although it's our sixth home as a couple.
ReplyDeleteI am lucky enough to have found my forever home too! I cannot see myself anywhere else.. I feel about our home the way you yours.
ReplyDeleteOh so lovely.
ReplyDeleteYour story made me feel so good! I have my forever home too. And realized the other day, I have lived in this house longer than any other in my life. Enjoy your Fall. :) Kit
ReplyDeleteAwww-Jen- Even without this post, I knew you felt that way about your home. It comes through in every post you write without you saying a word about it. Lucky you!!!! xo Diana
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...
ReplyDeleteThe minute I read your words on Instagram, I thought about what Love Letter I would write to our house.
ReplyDeleteThis is the third house Steve and I have owned, but the 11th we have lived in together. This house was waiting for us to arrive. The other day a man stopped by - when people see the Dutch door open they know it's an invitation. He lived in our house from 1977 to 1979. He marveled at the walls we knocked down and how light and airy the house is now.
I love that you LOVE your cottage and remember when you chose it. How wonderful that you live in such a special place.
Please don't be offended when I copy your idea for a blog post in the future. But first, I am gathering info and pictures for a post about all the incredibly creative people who live on my lane. They are all excited that I want to write about them.
Your very fortunate. Some of us will never have our own home . It's great that you are thankful !
ReplyDeleteYou have the entire package a sweet home in a darling village. With all the ups and downs life throws your way I'm guessing you're also at a point in life that your heart feels truly content. You see how your older daughter has grown in to a lovely person. You have your darling younger daughter and your best pal is also your husband. You're living the dream!
ReplyDeleteIt's like you saw right into my soul, Kathleen!
DeleteI love that! Those are the exact things I would say to my little old house in a letter.
ReplyDeleteI love this!!! I could have written the exact same letter to my home!!!! Isn't it the best feeling??
ReplyDeleteLovely! It is a beautiful thing to love exactly where you find yourself.
ReplyDeleteI can't decide which season your home looks best in…but it sure is lovely!
ReplyDeletelove this jen! your home truly reflects you!
ReplyDeleteAnd Jen, your thankful heart speaks volumes...enjoy those blessings :) God richly bless xo
ReplyDelete(((you)))
ReplyDeleteSo incredibly beautiful.
xo